The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

From Now On

A morning where you can hear birds chirping.

Rose woke up in the log cabin and looked out the window.

Green trees and grass, birds chirping and flying, beautiful flowers everywhere…

A landscape that looks infinitely peaceful.

“ha···.”

Rose suddenly sighed at the contrast between the cruel scene from a while ago and the one before.

-It’s so annoying.

He held onto his left shoulder, which was still sore, although it had completely healed thanks to the divine power.

-“Disciple!”

As soon as I woke up today, the first thing that came to mind was that playful voice.

-“Disciple, please···.”

It was a dissonant voice, like a mixture of the sound of boiling phlegm and the sound of a horn.

A strange voice, yet a familiar voice.

A headache came over me as I thought of my master, Malik, who had fallen and become a sinner.

Was it because he was the first disciple I had met?

Despite being a prickly disciple, Malik gave generously to Rose.

Swordsmanship, magic, and even his own personal past.

It wasn’t a long time, but Malik trusted Rose and gave her affection, and Rose truly regarded Malik as her teacher.

That’s why.

-Stop.

When I recalled the fact that a person who had been steadfast despite being swept up in a cruel fate had fallen, and when I recalled Malik stabbing his sword into his shoulder with an expression that looked like he was about to cry while looking at the subject of a skeleton, tears would reflexively flow down my cheeks like they did now.

On the subject of sin.

On the subject of becoming a devil who mercilessly murders innocent people.

Malik swung his sword with only his strength removed from himself.

-“Don’t forget anything, remember it, learn it, and work hard.”

As I was leaving, I tried to teach you at least one more thing.

-“When you can, hold that trembling hand tightly.”

He hoped his disciples would not have the regrets he had.

-“I wish I could love without regrets.”

The last thing he said to me was that the next time I met him, I wouldn’t be myself.

“Camel···.”

Rose, who still regarded Malik as her master, got up from her bed, recalling his last words.

It was in a state where it seemed like it would collapse at any moment.

Because I know that there are people who are in a more precarious situation than I am.

Just like the teacher’s last wish, I want to hold his hand tightly without any regrets.

—–

Rose was walking down the hallway within the temple.

The destination is the recovery room where Camel is.

In her hands she was holding a lunch basket filled with soup that had been boiled with care, although it was a bit awkward.

Rose had been visiting Carmel in the recovery room every single day since she woke up.

“You should get better soon…”

The Camel she had seen over the past week was something Rose had never seen before.

Unfocused, empty eyes, an unusually hoarse voice and lifeless expression.

It was difficult to imagine how great the loss Camel must have felt.

Don’t you shed tears every morning when you think of your fallen teacher?

But Camel lost the teacher he had been with since childhood overnight.

Although I didn’t like Daphne, my heart would swell with a pang whenever I thought about the loss Camel would feel.

“Phew···.”

Rose took a deep breath and steeled herself once again.

Because I won’t be sicker than Camel.

I had to somehow pull myself together and keep Camel from completely falling apart.

No matter how hard it is or how long it takes.

-dripping.

“Camel, I’m home.”

Rose knocked on the recovery room door, forced a smile, and opened the doorknob.

If I open this door, the heavy air will press down on my body as usual.

You’ll have to try hard to pretend to be okay to keep the faint vitality remaining in your unfocused eyes.

Camel will try to act cheerful so as not to be consumed by the emptiness and offer him soup.

It was obvious what would happen next.

Call my name with a lifeless voice,

I took a few spoonfuls of soup with trembling hands,

I guess I’ll just stare out the window until I leave.

It hurts, but it has to be done.

That was all I could do for Camel right now.

-Suddenly

So today, I opened the door again with determination.

“huh···?”

Rose entered the recovery room with her eyes wide open and her mouth wide open.

It was a different scenery and atmosphere than usual.

Windows wide open for ventilation.

Neatly arranged bedding.

Above all else.

“Oh, Rose.”

Camel’s expression changed, making Rose feel embarrassed.

Camel was dressed in neat clothes and was tending to the two swords on the table.

“Uh… Are you okay? Can I get up?”

“Yeah. I feel a lot better.”

“That, that···.”

Rose stuttered and looked closely at Camel.

Camel had a faint smile on her face.

His smile, which I haven’t seen in a while.

A smile that was faint compared to before, but still made my heart flutter.

“Rose.”

Camel approached Rose, whose thoughts had paused for a moment.

“thank you.”

“What, what···?”

“Thank you for being by my side. Even though I acted like a brat all this time, you came to see me every day.”

“Well, you’re just taking something so obvious···.”

Rose answered, lowering her head without realizing it.

It was the sight of Camel that I had been longing for for days, but it was strangely difficult to look at Camel’s eyes that had returned to life.

“But are you okay? You, clearly, up until yesterday···.”

“No, honestly, I’m not okay. But what can I do?”

“···.”

Rose raised her head and looked into Camel’s eyes.

The life came back. But Rose’s eyes still looked sad, and it was heartbreaking.

“You have to get up and do something. Then you can change something.”

As she said that, Camel took the lunch bag from Rose and placed it on the table.

And then.

-Wow.

Suddenly he hugged Rose.

“Huh···?”

“Thank you. Sincerely.”

Then she continued, sweeping her rosy hair down her back.

“And I’m sorry. You must have been in a lot of pain too, but I think you only thought about me the whole time. It must have been hard for you, right?”

Camel buried her face in Rose’s hair.

The subtle trembling of a man, his hot breath, and his deadly body odor.

Rose had a hard time coming to her senses in the sudden situation.

“Uh··· Yeah···.”

Tears reflexively flowed down my cheeks.

Not wanting to show that she was crying, she buried her face deeper into Camel’s chest.

“I was very worried.”

“Sorry.”

“I was so scared that you would completely break down, that I wouldn’t be of any help to you, and that I wouldn’t be able to see the Camel I knew again. I was so scared.”

“Sorry.”

“You bad boy… You’re such a selfish b*stard… Heh… Heh…”

“It’ll be okay now. Me too, you too.”

Rose buried her face in Camel’s chest for a long time, and Camel patted Rose’s head and back.

How long has it been like that?

The man and woman, who had been separated from each other after suppressing their emotions, looked at each other for a while.

-Gulp.

Rose, who felt embarrassed for some reason, glanced at Camel with her reddened face down.

He was staring at me intently, his lips quivering.

At that sight, my thighs curled up for no reason and my body twisted.

Rose’s thoughts were clouded by an unknown sense of anticipation and betrayal.

To such a Rose, Camel opened her lips with a faint smile.

“Rose. That···you know···.”

“Uh, yeah···.”

His head turns towards his lunch bag.

The soup she had made herself with all her heart for the first time in her life. The man she loved was looking at the soup with a smile.

As Rose’s heart started to beat strangely, Camel continued in a soft voice.

“Shall we go out to eat?”

—-

The road to the log cabin.

I was walking, caressing my swollen cheek with one hand.

“Come to think of it, is this the first time you’ve been hit by Rose?”

I remember earlier. I wanted to have a proper meal, so I suggested to Rose.

Let’s go out and eat first.

Then Rose asked.

I asked if the soup I made tasted bad.

After thinking about it for a moment, I answered honestly.

-“It was edible.”

Compared to the food my teacher made for me.

And then he added a little bit of feedback. About the thrilling taste that made me come to my senses every now and then while taking pictures of the waste.

I told him that salt should be added by shaking it in rather than pouring it in. I realized this only after my jaw dropped.

Oh, this is when I have to lie.

I couldn’t do that, so I turned my jaw and only then apologized to Rose and explained.

I want to eat meat because I haven’t eaten properly for a long time.

And most of all, I was grateful. If it weren’t for your sincerity, I wouldn’t be able to joke around like I do now.

I was genuine in my gratitude and apologies to Rose.

“Malik···.”

I know. How much Malik cared for Rose, and how well Rose followed Malik, even when he was ticklish.

So, how heavy must the pain that Rose is feeling right now be?

I’m sure you were in a lot of pain and had a hard time, but even in all that, you took the time to cheer me up and come to me every day, cooking dishes you’ve never cooked before, so I couldn’t help but be grateful.

“···.”

As I walked along, thinking of Rose, I suddenly began to see a log cabin.

I was quite hesitant to open the door.

Even though Rose cleaned the place every day, it was obvious that there would still be traces of the Master and Malik.

“It was a good thing you came alone.”

Rose tried to follow me, but I sent her away, making excuses that I needed time to gather my thoughts.

Not only did I not want to show myself like this, but I also had things to do on my own.

“Phew···.”

What’s the big deal about opening the door?

A deep sigh was let out.

About the past week.

I sat in the recovery room, not eating or drinking, feeling depressed.

If I were to describe myself in one word, it would be the only word that best suits me.

“Idiot.”

I knew better than anyone that nothing would change if I just stayed still.

I knew better than anyone that there is no such thing as something that can be solved just by feeling sad.

And yet, I wasted my time like a retard.

To be honest, it did hurt. No, it still hurts and feels empty, as if my heart had been ripped out.

I want to turn back time. I want to turn back time and make wiser choices, and have a better present than now.

But what can I do? Everything has already happened.

I regret it.

It would have been better if I had come to my senses a little faster.

It would have been better if I had opened the notification window early, calmed my mind, and made a plan.

“Where did you come to your senses even now?”

I try hard to masturbate.

I lost a teacher I had been with for a long time.

I was in a very desperate situation,

Still, I think he must have come to his senses quickly.

I think it’s because I have such a great spirit that I was able to get out of this situation.

You can start moving from now on.

Thinking so, I opened the doorknob.